Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Stella sat on her bed, clutching her phone, while Ronald lounged on the nearby couch, sipping from a mug.

On the other end of the line, Mrs. Lugar's concerned voice crackled through, "That little rascal, I always suspected he didn't have the best intentions with you. Oh, honey, are you okay? Are you scared?" "Mom, I..."

"Wait till you come back to Ferrowland. I'll give him a piece of my mind. I swear I'll set him straight."

Stella blinked, puzzled, glancing over at Ronald, whose presence was both calming and a little intimidating.

Mrs. Lugar continued speaking, but Stella's heart was already filled with warmth. Ronald had mentioned he'd already spoken to her mother, yet Stella had still been on edge. Her mom's opinion meant the world to her.

After all, Ronald wasn't just anyone- he was the heir to the prestigious Lugar family and the head of the Quinn family. His wife had to be someone from an equally prominent lineage.

Back in Ferrowland, her mother had often nudged her towards various eligible heiresses, likely in preparation for a future alliance.

Yet now, her attitude...

"Mom, aren't you upset with me?" Stella asked softly, her voice quivering with emotion, tears threatening to spill over.

you must be so

blinked, caught off

What? This wasn't...

out the marriage certificate tomorrow," she added quickly, seizing

brief pause on the line before Mrs. Lugar's voice erupted, "What?

it?" Mrs. Lugar's tone

heart skipped

"Can't...can't I agree?"

you let that scoundrel get away so easily. He's

had already stood and walked over to Stella. Before Mrs. Lugar could continue, he

I shouldn't just agree to

cradled her head, pulling her into a kiss, both commanding and

Stella instinctively pushed against him, but soon she melted into his embrace, her earlier worries about her mother's

passed, and about ten minutes later, Ronald finally released her. His voice was husky as be

upset

playfully